God saw that you were suffering,
And there was no cure to be.
So He took you in His caring hands,
And whispered 'Come to me.'
With tearful eyes I watched you,
And I saw you pass away.
But although I love you dearly,
I could not make you stay.
A golden heart stopped beating,
Hard working hands at rest.
God broke my heart to prove to me,
He only takes the best.
i wanted to cry! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! Oh my gosh! ! ! ! how sweet and sad all in one! Its wonderful! its so amazing...its better then the other one I read! Its simply...wow......I'm keeping updated with the poems you write!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
its very movin hun ur a natural sis i love ya loads i nearly cried bab xx